CHAPTER 432 DARREN IS DEAD (PART TWO)
They felt like thunder-struck, painful as if their hearts had been stabbed hard by sharp needles. The
Shadow Emperor's hidden message among those words was that Darren was dead already. They must
learn to survive and live without him from that moment on.
On the other end, outside the Ancient Void Battlefield, the surging and tumbling magma layer finally
subsided, and a blackened body was quietly lying at the bottom of the magma layer.
If only the blackened body could move only about two meters further, it would get out of the magma
layer safely. Yet by the look of it, the body might have lost its strength during the last minute and had
been entirely covered by the hot magma.
"Roar!" A loud and furious roar could be heard from the place far away.
At that very minute, streams of black runes immediately wrapped the blackened body, engulfing and
covering the entity as if the flames were hungered to deluge the being.
Out of nowhere, a little boy with tender and ferocious face showed up abruptly in front of the body,
while his dark and deep eyes were staring at the body, and he looked outraged.
After a few moments, the little boy's arm, which was formed by the black runes, was fumbling
something in the magma, not minding the heat. It was as if he was just playing with sand. Yet, on his
face cast a look that was somewhat anxious and fretful.
Bang!
Misty fumes of smoke spiraled in the air. Soon enough, a colossal scarlet arm shuttled through the
magma at a breakneck speed and appeared in front of the little boy. Apparently, the scarlet arm tried to
stop the little boy from finding the thing he was looking for.
It grabbed and dragged him swiftly away from the bubbling magma. In a flash, the little boy was being
pulled away from the blackened body.
"Arrgh! Arrgh! Arrgh!"
Three painful and pitiful sounds rang out abruptly. It was from Aaron, the little boy. He wanted to save
the blackened body so much. Thus, he created waves of black runes again and quickly used them to
form into a big black arm, which was the same size as the scarlet arm. The black arm soon dashed
towards the scarlet arm. A commotion began, and soon the two hands were struggling, fighting each
other.
Bang! The two arms collided against each other instantly.
After the first collide, the big arm formed by the black runes was almost crushed. Meanwhile, due to the
impact of the collision, a whirlpool thousand kilometers in diameter showed up in the entire magma
sea.
Dark and furious light flashed across Aaron's eyes. He grimaced with great hatred, and suddenly his
fingers were turned to a sharp claw which soon thrust into his own heart.
When the claw came out of his body, a pitch-black heart was in his hand with dark-red blood dripping
from the pulsating heart.
By the look on his face, it appeared that Aaron remarkably felt excruciating pain. Yet, he didn't have the
time to deal with it now. Instantly, he squeezed the heart that was in his hands so hard that it soon was
pulverized. Much of the powdered-heart gathered together, turned into a light, and dived into the black
giant palm created by the black runes.
The next moment, the black palm being reinforced with limitless destructive power, once again,
bombarded an attack to the scarlet giant arm!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The black palm was constantly flashing and kept on hitting the scarlet palm. The whole place was
vibrating hard like it was on the verge of being broken apart.
Despite the tumultuous battle, Aaron's dark eyes were not so deep at that moment. They were filled
with a faint pale gray hue. He flew back to the blackened body and leaned forward again, holding out
his tender hand still, trying to grasp on something from the pool of magma.
After a long time, strings of transparent silk were gathered on Aaron's hand. The translucent silk
gradually transformed into a person's appearance.
"Brother, I want you to die, but I don't want you to be killed like this.
Your soul and body were too weak before. I wanted you to be reborn after experiencing the nirvana,"
Aaron said as he was sobbing in front of the human apparition.
"Luckily, I still have the chance to save you. Although I lost my power of rebirth, I finally saved your life,
just as you used to save me,"
Aaron continued with his eyes fixed at the transparent phantom. He hardly realized that he never said
so many words before.
"Rise from the dead!"
with a voice like a god, Aaron said as he closed his eyes and sprinkled the remaining heart powder in
his hand to the transparent soul and the blackened body.
As the aura of life and death alternated continuously, the blackened body rose and fell in the ocean of
swirling black and green runes. After a moment, the transparent soul stepped towards the blackened
body and finally dived in it.
Time passed quickly, and as swift as the early morning dew faded as the sun shone up the sky, hours
turned into days, days into weeks, and weeks into months. One month had gone by.
The giant black palm, at that moment, managed to defeat the scarlet palm, and the destructive battle
that lasted for a month finally began to subside. Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.
The battle had not impacted the place at the bottom of the magma layer where Aaron was staying. It
had been protected by the black runes all the time. Meanwhile, a seed of life was sprouting there and
would wake up at any moment.
"Uh-huh,"
someone yawned and stretched as if he just woke up from his sleep. Magically, Aaron had succeeded
in rescuing the blackened body, which turned out to be Darren and gave him a second life.
"Hum? Where am I now?" While stretching himself out, Darren looked around blankly and didn't know
what was going on or where he was in the first place.
After a while, there was a throbbing pain in his head. Memories flashed back in his mind, and as the
many visions surged, he remembered everything that had happened before.